Cold as Ice
05-10-2015, 06:39 PM
(This post was last modified: 05-10-2015, 06:39 PM by Steel.)
Steel felt surprising sympathetic for her, though he had no idea what she had gone through. Clearly she'd gotten hurt somehow, judging from the tangy, irony stench of blood in the air, but she'd washed her wounds and seemed relative okay, if not a bit on edge now. The yearling would watch her with curiosity, watching as she relaxed slightly. Not wanting to further irritate her, he'd keep his distance but shifted a bit closer to the water. The thought of taking a drink was appealing, though he'd wait until he felt a bit more comfortable around her before letting his guard down entirely. Her dark fur was comforting; for a moment he was reminded of his mother, who was long gone now, though his mother was so much softer and more inviting.. with eyes as green as summer grass, so unlike Takira's orange-red stare. Her apology was a bit unexpected, and he'd shrug his wide shoulders dismissively. "I've had a rough month," he admitted slowly. It wasn't something Steel might normally admit.. not that he was usually a man of many words, but it felt right to explain to her that he empathized with her in a way, even if her situation wasn't at all like his own. "Did you get hurt earlier?" |
